27 May 2008

A Rainday, I mean Sunday!

So Sunday was just that, as most days, Rainday but that's okay because we're rather used to the rain by now.

Sunday however was exceptionally wet and it was a much more constant rain than usual, which would normally decrease moral, but with all the great stuff that happened, it was impossible to be discouraged.

In sacrament we had a surprise guest that needed our help, an American family currently living in England is spending a week in the Dordogne and came to church, it was sweet, their oldest child/daughter had just returned from her mission in Kentucky, chez-Elder Walker, and their third child, a son, is heading to the MTC to serve in the same Korean mission as Elder Ellsworth's girlfriend. The youngest of five was a boy and was wearing an American flag tie, which our Tahitian sister wanted in a trade, after hesitation and some encouragement from his family, he left without his pretty tie.

So we returned home and after lunch we had a rather long day in the rain staring us in the eye, nothing really firm as far as rendez-vous were concerned, we had planned to hike into another ville to try and find a family that had stopped coming to church, we had no phone number or address, just an incorrectly spelled street name. En route the first five or six people that we stopped, in the rain, were awesome and they all gave us information so that we could speak again, one of them is even a former ami from years ago and the son of one of our members, pretty cool I thought.

Later on during the journey we came across some men standing outside a house during a family party and the men were so nice! They were speaking to us and knew that we were Mormons for a few factors, one he currently lives in San Francisco, two he lived for years in Park City, UT, and three his wife is from Salt Lake! You should have seen her reaction when she saw us, one of shock and disappointment, she's not a member and almost refused to believe that we were there and that I too was from Salt Lake, it made me laugh.

We continued on, still in the rain, we found the street we were looking for but we had no idea which house it was, time was running short so we started eliminating that houses that had names on them that were not the name we were searching, that left us with four houses, first three were either incorrect or nobody was there, and yep you guessed it, the very last one was the family! They didn't really have time to talk, but it was a wonderful experience just searching and eventually finding them.

I know that this email was rather long but Sunday was pretty awesome and I just wanted to share it with you all.

Love you much, thanks for everything

Elder Miles Marsala